Ajita Kolla When pain is so deep A 50 mile wind makes you no sleep Taunts those memories that you do not want to surface Churn you, in the whirlwind of fate What is an alternative you can take? Just invite the pleasant sleep you can make, So deep, that no one can make you awake A deep sleep between the purgatory and spate of fate Come, OH dear mother of Death!!!!! Embrace me and carry in your wings Ajita - Nice poetry but totally alien thinking and imagery. It is all in the attitude. Try the following scenario. I am not a poet, it has no rhyme or meter, Just a different set of thoughts. -- vvs Pain O Pain A sensory experience Of the body and the mind From pleasures and pains none is free Nothing touches the real ME Limited memories are of past I am alive and awake in the world vast Very much there in sleep and dream Unaffected by grief and gleam No purgatories, eternal hells or heavens, The journey is lonely The truth is blissful loneliness till merger in the infinite
Posted on: Tue, 18 Mar 2014 08:39:19 +0000
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